The young county's words fell, and the whole house fell into a dead silence.

Needle drops can be heard.

There were only one or two breaths in the room that had suddenly become thicker.

Yan Liulang and the others caught quickly, and the expressions of the Liu clan brothers showed some strange expressions.

Their eyes quietly wandered between Ouyang Rong, who was full of sincerity, and Liu Ziwen, who was trembling with his head bowed on the bed.

Among these quietly observed sights, there were many of them, and they were still cast on Liu Zi'an, who seemed to be a little restless between Ouyang Rong and Liu Ziwen.

The atmosphere is subtle.

There was a Zhou Dynasty, which was not a rule of law society in Ouyang Rong's previous life, not to mention that there were still many towns and villages in Jiangnan Province, where the clan atmosphere was quite heavy, and the tradition of self-government of the township sages and gentry was adopted, and even the royal power was not lower than the county.

Therefore, many local county officials pay attention to a "people do not lift, officials do not investigate", which is the official standard of most officials in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Therefore, even when the public trial was suspended, Liu Ziwen was attacked by dead soldiers on the street under everyone's noses.

But as long as it doesn't happen in the county government or during the public trial, as long as the party Liu Ziwen doesn't report the case, the Longcheng County government doesn't have much legal reason to intervene in the case and arrest the real culprit.

Just when the atmosphere froze and the scene froze.

Liu Ziwen raised his head suddenly, slowly.

The subtle movements immediately attracted the attention of the audience.

It's impossible to describe what kind of face this is.

It is like dumplings that have been pressed in the freezer for a year, and all the brains are poured into a pot of boiling water, and after a stirring sound, the red color of the meat filling appears under the skin of the frosty and hard white dumplings.

Just as Liu Ziwen raised his head, Liu Zi'an broke the silence first:

"Of course this case has to be investigated, big brother report to the official, while the county magistrate is here, let's report the case!"

However, Liu Ziwen ignored Liu Zi'an's sincere face, and didn't even answer Ouyang Rong's question for the first time.

His bloodshot eyes turned to the taciturn Liu Zilin, and his voice was hoarse like a male duck:

"You're separated too?"

Liu Zilin immediately shook his head, "No, big brother ......"

Liu Zi'an interjected again:

"Big brother, my third brother and I will not leave you, although the brothers in other houses have taken away a lot of ancestral property, and the public trial has also paid a lot...... However, the Guyue Sword Shop is operated by the eldest brother from scratch, or under our house......"

Liu Ziwen didn't look at the second brother and listened silently.

He had a somewhat morbid complexion.

Sudden calm.

Ouyang Rong, who was watching coldly, said:

"Don't report it. Adults, walk slowly. ”

The young head of the Liu family, who had two stabs in his chest, was stunned word by word.

Ouyang Rong raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Master Liu is really a bodhisattva."

He nodded, sighed to everyone in the room, and everyone laughed.

Immediately, Ouyang Rong didn't linger, didn't even bother to turn back, and went out with Yan Liulang and the others.

Just drop a sentence before going out:

"Master Liu must survive it, don't die, see you in court another day, the official and the people of the county are waiting for you."

But Liu Ziwen, the young head of the Liu family, known as "Zhihu", is dead.

Ouyang Rong knew.

Liu Ziwen also knows.

Outside the house, on the promenade leading to another courtyard where the jade fairy was held.

Ouyang Rong, who was walking at the front of the crowd, suddenly stopped, turned around and asked Yan Liulang and the others curiously:

"When you are alive, what is it like to see with your own eyes that the career you have built with all your heart and soul and the things you care about are destroyed in front of people inch by inch?"

I saw that Ming Fu's face showed exactly the same calm expression as when Liu Ziwen was parting just now.

Yan Liulang and his colleagues glanced at each other, and the former carefully said:

"It should be...... It's better to live than to die, right?

"Just like what you said to everyone after the public trial in the Ming Mansion the day before yesterday, for Liu Ziwen, brothers are on the wall, they are fighting in the same room, and the Liu family is collapsing, which is to punish his heart, which is more important than killing others."

The more Yan Liulang spoke, the smoother it became, as if he remembered the face of the young head of the Liu family on the sickbed just now, he couldn't help but laugh and said:

"It's still the Ming Mansion Gaomou, Liu Ziwen looks no different from being dead now."

He sighed, and couldn't help but glance at the young county commander's face:

"Hey, it seems that the domineering and invincible Liu family master will never be seen again, but it's only been two or three months, and the Ming Mansion is too fast."

Ouyang Rong looked at Yan Liulang and the others without interrupting, waiting for the latter to speak.

"Nope. It's not a feeling. ”

He shook his head and said.

"Doesn't feel anything?"

Yan Liulang and the others were stunned, "The Ming Mansion laughed, a lifetime of hard work was ruined, and his career was overthrown, even if he is a big husband, how can he not feel it." ”

Ouyang Rong turned his head, stared at the rain outside the corridor that gently washed the blue bricks, ancient tiles, and patterned floor tiles, and said softly:

"Because what Rokuro said is a private plan for the portal."

"Portal Private ......"

Yan Liulang muttered, and couldn't help asking:

"What about the Ming Mansion, just in case, the Di Gong Gate and the Folding Wing Canal did not block the flood behind, and all the things that the Ming Mansion took us to build were destroyed in one fell swoop, and the Ming Mansion didn't feel anything?"

Ouyang Rong turned around, walked forward, and strode away.

"Then come again."

Yan Liulang and the others looked at the back of the young county commander in a daze.

Among them, there was a well-off little catcher who suddenly remembered a sentence he had heard when he watched a play in a teahouse, and blurted out: "The private one is for a while, and the public is eternal." ”

Everyone turned around, their faces stunned.

……

After the young county commander and the catchers left.

Liu Zilin also took the brothers of the Liu clan out.

Inside the house.

Only Liu Ziwen and Liu Zi'an are left.

Liu Zi'an heard the footsteps in the courtyard go away, turned around, leaned forward, and whispered:

"Big brother, don't blame, you fell a few days ago, and I and the third brother couldn't bear the public trial later, Ouyang Lianghan obviously came prepared, and there was an excuse to grab it, and it was really not good to roast our Liu family on it, and it was really not good to put some blood, so I ......

"Although Lord Wang protects us from being raided, there may still be too many people who have offended in the past, and in the past few days, these little people have all jumped out, and they all want to cut a piece of fat on our Liu family."

Speaking of this, Liu Zi'an gritted his teeth, and his face also showed a sad look:

"These brothers who came back to worship their ancestors are all white-eyed wolves, and the eldest brother was so good to them in the past, but now they are all thieves......

"But don't worry, eldest brother, through Lord Wang's intercession, my third brother and I have managed to maintain the industry of Guyue Sword Shop, and it is not easy to keep it in this turmoil, and at the moment, Ouyang Lianghan and they don't seem to have any doubts about this ......"

The words paused at this point, and Liu Zi'an frowned again:

"By the way, big brother, why didn't you report the case, because you were afraid that Ouyang Lianghan would be a thief and use it as a starting point to take the opportunity to attack us? This Ouyang Lianghan is really ruthless, not only ruthless, but also despicable and shameless, provoking our brotherhood......"

Liu Zi'an just said this in his mouth.

On the sickbed, Liu Ziwen, who had been listening silently for a moment with a calm face, suddenly burst out.

As on the day of the trial, he stared into Liu Zi'an's shocked eyes and grabbed his wrist.

The man on the sickbed had a hideous face and roared in a low voice:

"Liu Zi'an! Lao Tzu doesn't matter if it's your knife or not, from now on, from now on! You give Lao Tzu a good guard of the Liu family and the sword shop! If the sword is not cast, if the Liu family is broken in your hand, not only Lao Tzu will not let you go if he is a ghost, but the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of the Liu family will not let you go!! cough cough cough ......"

seemed to be emotional, the range of movements was too large, and it involved chest and lung wounds, and Liu Ziwen coughed wildly with his mouth covering his chest.

It can be described as crying blood.

Liu Zi'an trembled his wrist, his face was full of frightened, innocent, and sad looks, and he shook his head vigorously and said:

"Big brother, it's really not me, it's really not me who did it, you and I are siblings, how can I do such a ruthless thing of stabbing in the back, big brother, do you want my second brother to cut out this heart, do you believe it?"

His eyes were red, and his face was tired, and he said:

"And now is not the time for brothers to be suspicious, you take care of your injuries, let's two brothers survive the present together, and work together in the future, wait for that thing to be cast, and then double everything that has been lost, okay? Okay, big brother? ”

Liu Ziwen did not answer, or did not listen to Liu Zi'an's pleading words at all.

After he finished coughing, he lay on his back on the hard bed board with a mouth full of blood, and the hideous color on his face gradually changed into a look mixed with despair and sorrow:

"Lao Tzu doesn't care if you stab the knife or not, whether you pretend it or not, whether you use Lao Tzu as a shield......

"If the Liu family is gone, the Liu family is gone...... Liu Zi'an, you are a descendant of the family, and you are a sinner in the family...... You are not to blame for your death. ”

Liu Zi'an had a big mouth, staring blankly at Liu Ziwen who was silently mourning on the bed and dying, and there seemed to be a thousand grievances, grief and confusion in his eyes, and finally all of them brewed into a sad and indignant sentence:

"Big brother, it's true that the poison of the winged bird passed through my hands, but Ouyang Lianghan also has it, you mistakenly gave him the poison at the ribbon-cutting ceremony that day......

"Besides, if it's really my hand, why do you want to let the dead shout at Ouyang Lianghan and them like fools, this kind of clumsy method of splashing dirty water, as long as you are not stupid and a clear-eyed person, you can chew it afterwards, it is a frame-up, second brother, I will do such a stupid thing?!"

The more Liu Zi'an asked, the thicker his breathing became, he covered his chest and gasped, with tears in his eyes.

But Liu Ziwen didn't look at him.

Still staring at the top of the curtain above the bed, after a while, he spit out a sentence in a faint tone:

"Ouyang Lianghan wouldn't do this kind of thing, not only did he not want to, but he also disdained it."

Liu Zi'an's tearful pupils shrank and her mouth shrank.

But Liu Ziwen continued to be around as if there was no one, and continued to have no god in his eyes:

"If you really want to use off-the-board tricks to deal with me, Ouyang Lianghan has countless opportunities and countless methods, what we can think of, can't he think of it?

"But he chose the most fair and troublesome way, exposing us in front of the people of the county and trying the Liu family......

"You say, such a person would use an off-the-plate recruit to hire a dead man to assassinate me?"

There was silence inside and outside the bed.

Liu Ziwen's face was as if he was dead, but his tone was surprisingly calm:

"If you lose, you still lose. From the moment I used the off-the-counter trick of buying murder and beheading, I lost, and from then on, in Ouyang Lianghan's eyes, I was no longer a respectable opponent.

"But he still didn't use the same violent means to kill them all in the way of others, but still used a dignified public trial......"

After a pause at this, Liu Ziwen on the bed trembled violently, and the frightened Liu Zi'an fell off the stool.

Liu Ziwen bared his teeth and roared:

"Damn, really damn, Ouyang Lianghan, you really damn it, why, why didn't you die in Donglin Temple, such a punishing heart, you deserve to die, you deserve to die!"

Ouyang Rong's proposed public trial is the greatest contempt and condemnation of him.

It's worse than being stabbed to death by a dead soldier.

It is precisely because Liu Ziwen sees these things too clearly that he is particularly painful, and his heart is like a knife.

Ouyang Rong might as well kill him.

When the man on the sickbed was quieter, Liu Zi'an couldn't help but say:

"Since it's not Ouyang Lianghan, is it possible that Lord Wang ......?"

"Alright, shut up."

Liu Ziwen interrupted suddenly, and his voice was weak.

He lowered his blue eyelids, his mouth trembled, and asked:

"The Liu family is ...... now How much property is left. ”

Liu Zi'an lowered his head:

"If it's these two days, honestly follow what Ouyang Lianghan said just now...... After the county government confiscated, compensated the people, and divided the houses, there was probably only the mansion on Xiaogu Mountain and the Guyue Sword Shop on the west bank, and by the way, a small part of the water transportation business may still be retained. ”

Liu Ziwen suddenly smiled: "Hahaha...... cough cough cough ......"

He coughed up blood in his mouth, and it rushed out like a fountain from his throat.

"Big brother."

Liu Zi'an called out with concern, and couldn't help but scream:

"Big brother, don't be angry, as long as we still have a sword in our hands, we can still have a chance to turn over, this is also what Lord Wang hinted at us the day before yesterday, other ancestral properties and family businesses can be abandoned for the time being, and Ouyang Lianghan and those Diao people will bow their heads first and admit their mistakes first, and survive this catastrophe......

"It's okay, big brother, let's just put up with it for the time being...... The furnace sword is still there, and the Liu family hasn't fallen yet! ”

Liu Zi'an tightly held Liu Ziwen's cold palm:

"The eldest brother is wronged here first, recover early, wait for the matter, I, my third brother and sister-in-law are waiting for you at home......"

Liu Ziwen made a hoarse voice and interrupted: "Don't pick me up now?" ”

Liu Zi'an's face was a little embarrassed: "The eldest brother is still guilty now, and it is not good to offend Ouyang Lianghan......"

Liu Ziwen suddenly asked:

"You want to be a sword master?"

Liu Zi'an's face was confused: "What is the eldest brother talking about?" ”

Liu Ziwen stopped talking.

Subsequently, Liu Zi'an comforted his brother a few more words, and seeing that Liu Ziwen was silent, Liu Zi'an only said that he would not disturb him to rest, and was ready to say goodbye and leave.

"Liu Zi'an, remember what you said, keep the Liu family and lead the Liu family out of Dragon City...... If that is the case, you are not a sinner. ”

Before leaving, Liu Ziwen spoke in a trembling voice.

Liu Zi'an: "Big brother, I ......"

"Remember Father's porridge shed, the porridge shed must be opened, it must be opened...... Let's go. ”

Liu Ziwen lay flat with his head back and closed his eyes.

Liu Zi'an wanted to speak and stopped, and left when he saw this.

Only the empty room, on the sickbed, was left like a man like a walking corpse.

I don't know how long it has been.

It's night.

The room was pitch black.

There was a strong wind and rain outside the window.

Suddenly, a gust of wind howled, and the window slammed open and closed again.

Inside the house, there was only the sound of rain outside.

Other than that, there was only the faint faint sound of Liu Ziwen's weak breathing on the bed.

In front of the bed, there was a faint dark shadow.

The black figure of the humanoid figure seemed to have an empty sleeve, and the other hand held something long.

The Severed-Arm Swordsman stood still in front of the bed for a moment, as if watching something.

Less.

"You ......"

There was a burst of snow-white moonlight that lit up the whole house, and Liu Ziwen's voice stopped abruptly.

Immediately, the room returned to darkness, and only the sound of rushing rain remained, and there was no sound of breathing.

(End of chapter)